Officer Liz

You’re on your way driving home when you see flashes of blue and red behind you. “Damn it. The cops.”

You pull over on the side of the road where I come up to your car to question you. I ask, “sir, do you know how fast you were going?” You shake your head no. “Its 35 through here and you were going 50.” You beg me not to write up a ticket for you and I laugh. “Well how about if you scratch my back, maybe I can scratch yours.” You tell me that you would do anything I ask as long as you don’t get a ticket. I smile mischievously as I return from my cop car with a strap on and handcuffs. You get in the backseat as I instruct you to do and I handcuff your hands to the door as I take off your pants and put on the strap-on as you prepare for some ass-domination from your favorite officer Liz.